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sábado, 29 de julio de 2023
Y EL ÓBOLO BAJO LA LENGUA
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THE SINGER'S HOUSE To David Hammond People here used to believe that drowned souls lived in seals. At spring tides th...
sábado, 22 de enero de 2022
Y EL ÓBOLO BAJO LA LENGUA
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FOLLOWER My father worked with a horse-plough, His shoulders gloved like a full sail strung Between the shafts and the furrow. ...
lunes, 20 de julio de 2015
Y EL ÓBOLO BAJO LA LENGUA
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ALPHABETS A shadow his father makes with joined hands And thumbs and fingers nibbles on the wall Like a rabbit`s head. He und...
viernes, 30 de agosto de 2013
Y EL ÓBOLO BAJO LA LENGUA
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THE WISHING TREE I thought of her as the wishing tree that died And saw it lifted, root and branch, to heaven, Trailing a...
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